To celebrate reaching 50 in 2004, Sundridge Park Mansion was booked. A black tie event, a menu of fish and chips or sausage and mash, with mushy peas, designed to lower the tone, was unleashed on 50 unsuspecting guests, to approval.

Backdrop in place, I decided that if I had to pay a DJ 200 quid, then it may as well, be my poor taste that we listened to. I provided a playlist and all the CD’s. All the DJ had to do was follow instructions.

mean, but I couldn’t risk the ‘Birdie Song’ being played, least of all my guests getting up to dance to it!

The whole evening was always going to be about the music for me, I didn’t want to have to wait until something played, that I could dance to, or at very least it would have to be a ‘toe tapper’.

What you get here is a snippet/flavour of that evening (but not necessarily in the same order, apart from the last 3 track finale), with a few additions, that on reflection I may have played (had they been released), nod to my marriage, and Cops and Buns for DTB assimilation.